SONYA A WATSON

Peace

Peace be with me on winter’s coldest night.

Let my mind wander to the place where dreams are woven.

Let the woes of the world fade away.

Peace be with my innards as hunger gnaws on them.

The snow rocks life to sleep.

My eyes watch the sun rise and fall.

My eyes see pain.

My eyes see sadness.

My heart feels the warmth from the sun.

The warmth is fleeting.

The hunger twists my innards into knots.

I ache. 

The woes of the world weigh down my legs.

I cannot run.

There is no safe space to hide.

Peace be with my soul as it searches for its purpose.

Peace be with my mind as the dreams that were woven are shattered.

Reality floods my eyes and pry them open.

I see hunger.

I see despair.

I see rage.

My knees buckle under the weight.

My heart beats down the bony door of its cage.

My soul shudders.

Frozen droplets encase the world below.

Time stands still.

The birds are silent.

I see hope.

My belly grumbles.

The wind pricks my skin.

My mind wanders.

I see a place where dreams are woven.

I close my eyes and the dream rocks me to sleep.